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Love EP

by Absence of Truth

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[Lyrics redacted.]
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The smothering flame Flickering in and out of existence Shining brightly with its hints of black A pair of hands joined atop this wax furnace Burning its ownership into their soft skin Burning This is what they have become, for what they have striven As skin melts from the heat, its form becomes one with the candle Silent with regret, there is no turning back There is no turning back from what we have become This is desolation Substance in every sense of the word It conglomerates in waves, searing pain A salad of wires, each one signified Insignias of the end times, blood rain Pushing at each wire, letting it bleed Seeing how far you can get with its innards Each one bleeds a different colour Differing velocities of gushing red, purple, violet It conglomerates in waves, searing pain Insignias of the end times, blood rain Pushing at each wire, letting it bleed Plug them into my head Let me nod with the opioids Enkephalin, oxytocin, endorphins, naltrexone Endogenous, so harmless, manipulative Burning figures into my flesh Ripping off my eyelids so I can see again
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Again, fluttering above their own desolace, their own complex Deluge of their wings drowning out the sounds of peace Crawling, somehow a paradox they fly in the ground Again, fluttering above their own desolace, their own complex They fly in their own ways Neverending, ceaseless they fly They fly in their own ways Neverending, ceaseless they fly Desolate earth falls for the sparrows to reclaim Lying to themselves while they soar above the earth Catching worms and ashes whilst midair during search Time slowly stops, back and forth they revolve The unbirth commencing, slowly start to wither They fight to feel alive Joining flock, the same stock One of me, an apology They fight to feel alive They fight to feel alive Breaking out of the culmination I leave your shoes at the door as I fly Taking them along for the journey, this is me A broken spectre trying to relive the days when I could breathe This is the end
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Faceless mistress of catastrophe, sensual yet pure Takes her razor across the abdomen, slicing the core Violet liquid, draining its negation Lying naked, prepared for the great separation Eviscerated corpse of something once beautiful Innards, her life force spewed Where there once were garments Blood becomes her suit All sense gone, reasoning understood It was a failure to make choice happen Free will conceptualised in the possibility for suicide A martyr for those under the radar Sick attraction to the morbid truth Violet liquid, draining its negation Lying naked, prepared for the great separation A victim of the everything Psychosis keeping sanity Twenty-one, year of the rabbit So elusive, were it closer she could grab it Life ended before misery Death cut short the agony A perfect waste of androgyny The mother weeps at the tragedy Separate
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The forbidden scripture Knowledge oblique Passages yet to be deciphered Though transcribed in its tongue Though many doubt its significance We live our lives by its rules Burning its pages to bar us from its words True meaning hidden behind ink-bound lines Flames flickering in my eyes Saddened we are, the apex, the commissary We wrote this book We wrote this book We wrote these lines Hidden in disguise In the abyss All meaning is lost Red liquid staining the arms A mark of guilt, they spell out enough Praise, degradation, no sentience Why do these words mock me so In the abyss All meaning is lost In the abyss All meaning is lust Lust for freedom, lust for death Lust for power, all meaning is bereft Lacking substance, lacking hue We wrote this book We wrote this book We wrote these lines Hidden in disguise In its greyscale anatomy I recognise you Serpent of lies Die
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Gratifying lies We cure the meat with cancer Satisfying light Pain knocks and we always answer Take another hit, a second wind A curse and a gift Relieve control, let it take hold Sign away your soul instantaneous disgusting Hands beautifully bitter, sweet Gratifying lies We cure the meat with cancer Satisfying light Pain knocks and we always answer Grinding its pelvic muscles to the rhythm Dying scourge, taking its pleasure in the hurt Agony Waiting for a sign Waiting all of time Peasants in disguise Buzzards on my eyes Take another hit, a second wind A curse and a gift Relieve control, let it take hold Sign away your soul instantaneous disgusting Hands beautifully bitter, sweet Go little vice and forget that one Tether will no longer be ingressed Taking your lungs, inching breath of regret In two three four, out two three four Desolation of the flesh In two three four, out two three four Desolation of the flesh Broken cord pulls at the one before She lies bleeding out on the palace floor Gratifying lies We cure the meat with cancer Satisfying light Pain knocks and we always answer Waiting for a sign Waiting all of time Peasants in disguise Buzzards on my eyes Grinding its pelvic muscles to the rhythm Dying scourge, taking its pleasure in the hurt Agony, agony Grinding its pelvic muscles to the rhythm Dying scourge, taking its pleasure in the hurt Agony, agony They revel in a state of agony They revel in a state of agony
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Flying above its broken home Cracks and crevasses paving the bones Unearthed and stained, exposing the folds One eye above, one eye below All the history gone down the drain Built these monuments for the antithesis of gain Expecting the moment where none of this was in vain It's time for us to reconcile with the truth None of you ever truly wanted this, did you No Halving seconds, split into atoms The energy causes ripples in time Malfunctioning sine waves, cerebral Cognitive dissonance, we've always been evil We've always been evil And for these crimes we must pay Not in gold, not in promises, no Not in regret But in blood Tipping the scale back towards sanity Hypocrite sepulchers in all their vanity Pretenders of the faith, Pharisee deniers Find their place among cold-blooded liars And they will kill us all The shepherd will reap what you've sown This mortal, vile husk you've grown There was a time he looked on you as his own At the very end there will be nothing to bemoan
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Wake up Opening my eyes to the new reality None the worse for wear since how I left it Can't recall the dream, it was something truly beautiful Magnificent, all negativity purged from the mind Tingling sensations from prior sedation The histamine receptors did their job Fulfilling their role of being blocked from action If only there was a better way Why must it be this way Pharmaceutical memories draining strength Pulled from the dreamlike state Into the new dream featuring everything I hate Picture the martyr pleading on his knees Begging for forgiveness, to return to the dream Every peaceful night he slips into a coma Behold the miniscule death in all its foul aroma Behold, the new reality This is where you'll go when you die If this is what it's like to be dead Then fuck being dead I want to live instead Don't pull me from this state This slumber is all I have And it's time to return to that world Tingling sensations from prior sedation The histamine receptors did their job Fulfilling their role of being blocked from action If only there was a better way Suddenly, an idea creeps into frame There exists a place where everything stays the same No judgement from peering eyes The pills staring back at me feign their surprise Overdose
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[Instrumental.]
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Blood retracts into skin at the sound of his voice Blinding light, enough to notice the ebony visage An unturned fire rages in the mortal carapace Smoke reeking sickly of rotting teeth An unturned fire rages in the mortal carapace Smoke reeking sickly Blood retracts into skin at the sound of his voice Blinding light, enough to notice the ebony visage Blood retracts into skin at the sound of his voice Blinding light, enough to notice Assault from each sense Tempting the avarice Cold and detached from me Blue skin, veins apparent in translucence Close shave, a cut to the mold, breaking its defense Liquid running violet, no longer blue nor red Blinding light, enough to notice the ebony visage Blood retracts into skin at the sound of his voice Blinding light, enough to notice the ebony visage Blood retracts into skin From the northern winds comes the southern blight Travelling east from west, the sun rising in reverse Putrefaction apparent in its essence It will not stop until we're all dead Incessantly digging its way through the outside Draping our secrets in gore Draping our secrets in gore It thrashes, it gnaws Draping our secrets in gore It thrashes, it gnaws Assault from each sense Tempting the avarice Cold and detached from me

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released December 3, 2022

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